Bai Ling returned to the mansion with what she wanted with satisfaction. When she walked into the front yard, she saw a burly and fierce old man drinking in the hall.

Cheng Qi, who had always been arrogant and arrogant, turned into a good boy at this time, pouring wine and talking and laughing beside the old man.

"Ling'er, it's been a long time since you've grown up." When Bai Ling looked at the old man, the old man also saw Bai Ling.

It is really hard to imagine that such a kind smile could be revealed on that fierce face.

"Grandpa Huan, why are you here?" Bai Ling said in surprise.

"I went back to Xianyang to report my work and came to see you specifically. When Ling'er got married, I was far away in Pingyang and failed to attend Ling'er's wedding. Wouldn't Ling'er blame me?"

The old man was Huan Qiong, the second person in the Qin army now after Meng Ao, who was in charge of 100,000 Pingyang heavy armored soldiers, was in charge of Pingyang, and was the general of the Qin army who was threatening Zhao to the west of Taihang.

"How could it be that not blamed?" Bai Ling said with a straight face.

"That's really troublesome. I don't know what I'll do to soothe Ling'er's resentment?" Huan Qi said with a bitter face.

At this time, he was not a famous general of Qin, but just an elder of a girl.

Cheng Qi looked at Huan Qi, who seemed to have changed into another person in front of Bai Ling, and his heart moved slightly.

At this time, he understood why his grandmother, Empress Dowager Xia, had to let him marry such a woman.

The Bai family is indeed extraordinary. Who would have thought that Huan Qi, the second person in the army, would have treated Bai Ling like he was his own granddaughter.

Thinking of this, Cheng Qi looked at Bai Ling with a little disgust.

Such a woman seems to be unacceptable. Who makes her have too many things?

Looking at Bai Ling who was talking and laughing with Huan Qi, Cheng Qi felt that he should change his attitude towards Bai Ling. The two were originally husband and wife, so they should not have had a relationship so rigid.

"Is this sword Wu'anjun's sword?" Huan Qi asked, looking at the sword in Bai Lingti's hand.

"It's that sword." Bai Ling sent the sword to Huan Qiong and said with some pride.

"I heard that this sword is not there in Xianyang Palace?" Huan Qi said in surprise.

"It was with the king, but I got it back from the king." Bai Ling stroked the sword sheath and said.

You went to Xianyang Palace? How did you get in? Hearing Bai Ling's words, Cheng Qi's warm expression that Cheng Qi could show froze for a moment.

A trace of bad guess appeared in Cheng Jia's mind.

"It should be taken back, it will not like Xianyang Palace." Huan Qi said inexplicably.

"How long can Grandpa Huan stay in Xianyang this time?" Bai Ling asked with his sword put away his sword.

"I can stay for about half a month." Huan Qi said.

"Is the time so short?" Bai Ling said with some disappointment.

"It's not too short, Jinyang still can't live without me." Huan Qi smiled.

"Let's go, Grandpa Huan, I have many questions to ask you for advice." Bai Ling pulled Huan to the side courtyard.

"This? Chang'an Jun?" Huan Qi looked at Cheng Qiong.

"You have other things to do, Grandpa Huan should not disturb you. Husband, do you think so?" Bai Ling asked Cheng Chuang with a smile.

"Yes, I have some things to do. General Huan, please forgive Cheng Qi for losing his companion." Cheng Qi smiled with an ugly face.

The couple is not in harmony? Huan Qi, who is a mature and charming person, saw the problem between Bai Ling and Cheng Qi, and the previous intimacy was no longer in his eyes when he looked at Cheng Qi.

Bitch Cheng Chuang cursed in his heart, only to think that his previous wavering was ridiculous. How could such a bitch be tolerated?

Xianyang Palace, Xianyang Palace, this name echoed in Cheng Qi's mind, as if it was a nightmare.

"Chang'an Jun is not good to Ling'er?" Huan Qi asked Bai Ling after breaking away from Cheng Qi's sight.

"Okay or not, to me, it's nothing, because I hate him too." Bai Ling said indifferently.

"If I had been in Xianyang at that time, I would never have let your father marry you to Chang'an Jun." Huan Qi said unhappily without knowing what he thought of.

"Actually, the current situation is quite good for me. I don't like Chang'an Jun, and Chang'an Jun also hates me. Since this, the two of them have not interfered with each other, and it is still a peaceful time." Bai Ling said.

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Is the years quiet?

But the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind continued. In Xingle Palace, Ying Zheng held the bamboo slips given to him by Zhao Ji in his hand, and his face was a little gloomy.

"What is Lu Buwei trying to do? He actually wants to spread the Luowang in Xianyang. He is not satisfied with the position of prime minister. Do he want to use Luowang to enhance his power in Xianyang?" Zhao Ji said angrily.

The bamboo slips in Ying Zheng's hand were delivered from the palace, which recorded the intelligence network that had been spread in Xianyang in the past few months, and involved the residences of dozens of Qin ministers.

"He finally disappointed Gu." Ying Zheng said with displeasure in his heart.

"How is Zheng'er going to deal with this matter?" Zhao Ji asked.

"Who sent this bamboo slip?" Ying Zheng did not say anything about Lu Buwei, but asked Zhao Ji about the owner behind the bamboo slip.

"The first-class killer of Luowang Tianzi covers the sun." Zhao Ji said without hiding it.

"In the bamboo slips, the person who spreads the nets in Xianyang for the prime minister?" Ying Zheng asked.

"It should be him." Zhao Ji said uncertainly.

"Zheng'er, since you can deliver this bamboo slip to us this day, it means that he is still loyal to us. Maybe we can reuse this person." Zhao Ji racked his brains to give advice to Ying Zheng.

"The queen of mother doesn't really think that this Yanri has some so-called loyalty, right?" Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Ji, who was giving advice for him with a strange expression.

If he had not had enough in-depth understanding of his mother who was "unlearned" but had to rack his brains to give advice to him, Ying Zheng would even suspect that Zhao Ji had embarked on the old path in the original trajectory.

Of course, that situation is impossible now.

"Isn't it?" In the face of Ying Zheng's rebellious question, Zhao Ji easily became suspicious of her judgment, which was not something unacceptable to Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji is very clear about her strength here in Ying Zheng.

"Of course not. Who gave this bamboo slip to the mother's hand?" Ying Zheng asked again. This was what Ying Zheng cared more about.

In this Xingle Palace, people outside were able to send things in, which was not a good thing for Ying Zheng.

"It is the first-class killer of Tianzi on Luowang, Duanshui." Zhao Ji said.

"Duanshui? Is the Gong Zheng next to his mother?" Ying Zheng remembered a woman who often followed Zhao Ji.

"Well, it's her." Zhao Ji nodded.

"This person is no longer suitable to stay in Xingle Palace." Ying Zheng said.

"What Zheng'er said?" Zhao Ji hesitated.

She seemed to hear anger from Ying Zheng's words, although this anger was not directed at her.
Chapter completed!